The Outer Banks of North Carolina

When the snow began to melt and the warming in the air began, I knew spring was coming. The cool breeze that came off the remaining snow left a crisp feel in the month of March. Spring break had finally come, and my step-mom and my father had planned a vacation to the beautiful Gulf Shores in Alabama. My level of excitement was overwhelming to go on this trip, not just because I was lucky to miss one day of school while returning home, but because I genuinely love the beach! Notwithstanding that I had never been to the Gulf of Mexico before, I pondered to myself if it would be more different than that of a beach on the Pacific Coast.

In the 1600s, America began colonization. Each colony had a specific goal or aspiration that it planned to achieve. These colonies were separated into different regions among America. Two specific regions that many historians tend to articulate about. Consisting of Massachusetts, Connecticut, Rhode Island, and New Hampshire, the New England region presents many intriguing ways of achieving their goals. Likewise, the Chesapeake Bay, which contain Virginia, Maryland, North Carolina and part of South Carolina, also have their own ways of achieving different goals. While many focus on the differences of each region, others focus on the similarities that each of the regions possess. Using common knowledge and the historical documents that have been stumbled on over the past number of years, the reader will be able to understand the differences and similarities between the New England and Chesapeake regions as well as determine whether the differences or similarities benefit the colonies.

Here lies the area where the rising blue sea crashes on to a shore surrounded by huge, wave-worn rocks. Where the sun shines through the skies and radiates the skin of inhabitants who are admiring the beauty of nature. The limestone shoreline fights back by pushing the water back out and creating a enormous splash accompanied by the effect of ocean spray. Some people come here to go snorkeling and explore a whole new world underneath the water, while others come to enjoy the scenic views and are accompanied by loved ones to walk down the vast amount of nature trails. However to me, this is a place where I am allowed to ponder and be away from the noisiness of city life. At Blow Rocks Preserve Beach, I walk along the beach and am instanly relieved

There is no other place I feel more at ease than at Kiawah Island. I have been going to this summer getaway every since I was a baby, and my love for this little island off the coast of South Carolina will never fade. When we roll up the driveway of 90 Jackstay Court, I feel a surge of elation, as I know I will be spending the next week with my family, cousins, and grandparents. I run my hands across the granite countertops where I can already smell the intoxicating aromas of a home cooked meal. First thing in the morning, my cousin and I grab our sand battered bikes, and start pedalling on the boardwalk to the beach. I’m careful on the narrow wooden platform, with the painful reminder of when I fell off into the brush. We hop off our bikes

The site is located on the North Gower Coast, on the edge of National Trust Land, occupying an elevated position. There were three buildings on the site, the old school house, the main house which is demolished and replaced in the design, and a barn. The highly sensitive rural location prompted the architects to arrange the volumes over three stepped wings, set into the slope of the hill instead of on the hill, in order to minimize the visual impact. Applying this fragmented layout, the dwelling successfully managed to reduce its volume to the minimum that it can only be seen in its entirely only from the air. From ground level only fragments are visible at any one time.

Throughout the years, my family and I all wake up just as the sun rises like baby birds seeing light for the first time as they climb out of there cracked shells. My father pulls my two sleepy siblings out from the comfort of their beds and they stumble out to the kitchen still in pajamas led by the sents of sizzling bacon and warm butter filled toast. After breakfast, we all help pack all our belongings in the back of our blue SUV and all jump in. We set off on our adventure to beautiful Carroll County during this cold and crazy November morning. Once we reach close to our destination you look out of the car window at all the beautiful sights just as it was mistaken as a mirage in the hot desert sun. As you drive through the small town of Westminster in the hill tops of northern Maryland you will see acres of autumn leaves on trees as you would in a famous painting. It is a breathtaking view. Classic rustic red barns flood each side of the long stretch of roads and horses run free in the fields like wind blowing briskly off the ocean shore. The location is very different from the beach town where I live. You can smell the fresh air from the change in elevation instead of salty beach air I am so used to. Feeling of almost being on a rollarcoaster-like ride, when you are really just going down a small hill a short distance away from my

While I had travelled before with my family, I didn’t have many vivid memories of our travels and vacations; however, when I was five, maybe six, I do remember one of our trips to Newport Beach. In fact it is one of my strongest memories at this age. I remember getting ready to go for spring break, my mom telling me how much fun we would have, that we could buy a bag of salt water candy at the sweet shop along the bay, that we would go to a cool aquarium and see sharks, and that we could search for shells along the beach - it sounded amazing.

What isn’t at the beach? The beach is a relaxing and comfortable place to be with friends and family. Whether it’s taking a walk on the beach as the golden sand oozes under your toes or relaxing on the beach as the bright sun beams on your skin. Suddenly you get hot, so you decide to take a swim as the waves smash into the shore. If you get hungry, conveniently there’s a surplus of foods to choose from to satisfy your cravings. If you get bored, games, rides and amusement rides are available at your fingertips. From beach to beach, Ocean City, MD to Assateague Island, the shores have a lot to offer. The coastlines which are 18 miles apart, are vastly different due to the history and founders of the east coast beaches. You’ll observe the benefits they have to offer their communities and see just how important these places are.

One can agree that during the day, the beach can be a noisy place: music, kids, and talkative individuals can all make a difference in the pleasantness of your beach day. During the day in the Bahamas it is quite loud due to the numerous tourists in the area who want to party and have a good time, but at dusk, it stops. Little by little the beach gets less populated with clamorous people and feels more like your own oasis. You begin to hone in on the sounds: the rave music is now more calming; it is maybe playing reggae or something else soothing. The seagulls seem to chirp less, and you are suddenly all alone. As you walk down the beach waiting for the sun to set you feel the softness of the sand, and look back to see how your feet have been molded to become one with the beach. When the sun sets and the sky radiates comforting colors, you begin to feel different: the beach resonates the warmth of the sky through your feet, up into your heart. You look around and see the landscape of the beach has been made lively by the colors of the sky. The rocks blush from the sky’s red tint, and the palm trees look to be slow dancing in the warming breeze. Your body is captured by good feelings and is hypnotized by the sunset’s effect on this beach. There is still one last element to the whole picture

When thinking about getting away to some serene paradise to help forget about work or school obligations most people instantly think of the beach. Whether it be the west or east coast the beach is a universal symbol of peace and serenity, plus a little bit of fun. But this bliss has a whole different meaning to me. This is where I grew up and how I found myself. The west coast of Florida is the first time I felt the sand in my toes and the salt water on my face. These memories inspired me to give back to the ocean and its inhabitants and follow my dreams of becoming a marine biologist.

I have always admired the coast and all the surprises it brings. On the coast, it’s always warm and I would be just a few steps from the shoreline. Coastal has one of the largest research centers for Marine Science on the East coast. The coast itself serves as a laboratory for all the students. Coastal Carolina has various sports to offer; just this past year their baseball team brought home the national title. Going to Coastal, I could carry a piece of my family with me. I could see myself studying the coast and ocean on a boat at Coastal Carolina.

My family used to visit there once a year for about a week in the summer. We would go camping and spend the majority of our time frequenting the beach. Back then I was tiny, but even now I know I would be overwhelmed by the vast space of the sky opened up over me, blue and deep in a reflection of the water below it. I would try with all my might to run through the grainy, hot sand scraping away at the bottoms of my burning feet onto cooler ground, where cool ocean water counteracted the sun’s hot touch. Even as a little girl, the beach wasn’t just a place

Its cold, windy, and sunny all at the same time. The beach stretches for miles seeming endless, until it reaches a tall cliff with waves crashing against it. The sun shines down on the moisture in the air creating a “sparkling” affect to add to the view. In some spots on the coast giant rock formations stick out of the water, creating a question on how they formed there. Sea creatures dot the sand everywhere. Walking the beach with sand between your toes is and not a worry in your mind is one of the best feelings. If you time it right early in the mornings and late in the night low tide takes place and you can find sand dollars and unique shells. Beautiful houses and hotels line the beach all with the same withered look they all strive to have, and balconies on every place to capture the view.

A place like no other, scenery so plain yet so beautiful. The miles of water that runs far into the horizon, disappearing into the arms of the sky. The relaxation that takes over a body just by taking one look into the blue depths. A view that not everyone can see. When a person lives in a place like Ohio, the he ocean is only a hallucination or a picture in the person mind. It is not possible to feel the soft warm sand under the feet or the way the water hugs the legs with every wave that passes by. The only thing Ohioans have to look forward to is a manmade lake, filled with the pollutions of the world. The miles of trash, filth, decaying fish, bones and seaweed align the sand. Every step a person may take is filled with discomfort and disgust. Nothing to look forward to but a greenish tint of filth at the Ohio beaches. It has no comparison to the beautiful clear endless depths of sea in Texas. The unpleasant depths of green opens the door for the acceptance of the overwhelmingly beautiful sea that caresses the body and lets the feet seep deep into the warmth and make a person forget all the problems in society and brings the person back to a time of carefree ignorance.

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law (Galatians 5:22-24).” I have gradually learned overtime bit by bit some of these fruitful things by being in my ecstasy. The beach just gives me peace, it just being thus such a vast and beautiful attraction, awes and amazes me that one could have such a wonderful leisure. Peace of mind is such a delightful feeling, and is available to each person. Almost there so I do not stop what I am doing, the beach makes me feel like I need to drop everything bad on the floor. No shirt, no jeans, just skin the waves do not hold back and I am all in. But it is okay cause all I am in is just skin, and the water is flocking over me as I float on my back staring into the sky. All I want to see is further within my skin, and the beach helps me not to keep